Chapter 158: Chapter 158: Liang Mengyun’s Plan

“Mr. Si, Mr. Qiao, this person is clearly looking for trouble to continue slandering your reputations. I’ll have someone call security to get her out of here right away, to save us from any further disturbance and maintain everyone’s peace!”

A middle-aged man with a beer belly heroically rose to his feet, evidently ready to help out, and headed out to call security.

“No, that’s not it! Sang Qiao, you know full well that Mr. Si won’t let me off the hook. Just because I criticized you a little, you don’t have to hold such a grudge, do you? You’re being too small-minded.”

Sister Mei clung desperately to the beer-bellied man, preventing him from going to call security, and looked at Sang Qiao with tears streaming down her face.

A few inconsequential remarks would normally be easily forgiven by a young girl like Sang Qiao.

“My boyfriend is a good man, and I don’t understand why you insist on defaming him.”

Sang Qiao’s red lips curled into a small smile as she turned her head to look at Si Chenli.

“Thank you for your trust, girlfriend.” The man chuckled softly, unable to resist reaching out to stroke her head.

Watching the two play lovey-dovey and feign ignorance, Sister Mei completely lost it, “Sang Qiao, you narrow-minded woman, do you think you’ll end up well? This man is so vindictive and petty, my fate today will be your fate in the future!”

“Shut up, don’t disturb the event’s tranquility here.” The beer-bellied man covered her mouth and dragged her outside.

Whatever fate Mr. Qiao might face in the future, it’s not for this crazed woman to insult now.

After all, Mr. Qiao is now the apple of Mr. Si’s eye.

After Sister Mei was dragged out, the event finally returned to peace, and the thank you ceremony for the donations officially began.

From top to bottom, there were Si Chenli, Sang Qiao, Liang Mengyun, and several other unrecognizable companies.

Following the acknowledgements, it was time for the thank-you speeches.

The event ended, and everyone began mingling. Lu Anchi and Xu Mianmian were now capable of negotiating with some directors on their own, so Sang Qiao let them go with confidence.

Liang Mengyun sat in the back row, watching all this with irony. She used to be such a good person, she thought, even making a donation.

And at that time, she genuinely wanted to donate the money to poor children in the mountains.

But she didn’t get any good in return, and the person she yearned for wouldn’t be with her. Tonight… she had to be the bad guy.

As she was lost in her wild thoughts, Liang Qiran came running over, panting, “Sister, why did you ask me to come here?”

“I’m giving you a chance. You can take this opportunity to sleep with Sang Qiao, and you’ll have the chance to be with her. If you don’t do it, I’ll find someone else; I must make this happen no matter what.”

A determined look flashed in Liang Mengyun’s eyes. She had no choice; she wished to be ruthless, but Sang Qiao wouldn’t help her.

Only Sang Qiao mattered to Sang Shen.

If… if Sang Qiao lost her purity, and she held this over Sang Shen to be with her, she thought, for the sake of Sang Qiao’s reputation, Sang Shen would surely agree.

Besides, her own brother wasn’t bad; he was worthy of Sang Qiao.

If Mr. Si still wanted Sang Qiao afterward, then that would be a different story.

“Have you gone mad? Aren’t you afraid I’ll spread the word about this?” Liang Qiran widened his eyes in disbelief.

He had thought his sister was only speaking out of anger that day and hadn’t expected her to actually contemplate taking action now.

“You can go tell her right now if you want, and then I won’t do anything today. But next time, I won’t inform you, and you’ll never know who might end up with Sang Qiao. Qiran, you’re not too bad. Think about it carefully.”

Liang Mengyun’s lips curled into a smile, not the slightest bit worried. Even if her brother spread the news, who would believe it?

She hadn’t done anything after all. She was a timid and kind person.

“You!” Liang Qiran clenched his fists, feeling shaken inside. No one could guarantee that Sang Qiao wouldn’t eventually be harmed by his sister. Rather than letting someone else get involved with Sang Qiao, it might as well be him.

Besides, he couldn’t bring himself to expose his sister. Doing so would feel as if he were harming her with his own hands.

“If you’ve made up your mind, go upstairs and wait in room 203.” Seeing Liang Qiran moved, Liang Mengyun extended her hand to take out a room card from her bag and handed it to him.

Liang Qiran reached out to take it, gripping the room card tightly, struggling internally.

Yet he couldn’t help but fantasize that maybe, after getting intimate, Sang Qiao would really consider him. His steps numb, he walked upstairs.

Liang Mengyun’s lips curved into a smile, fully aware of her brother’s disposition.

Compared to letting someone else get close to Sang Qiao, he would definitely prefer it to be himself. Besides, they were siblings; Qiran would naturally not expose her.

Only when her brother’s figure had completely disappeared at the staircase did Liang Mengyun take out her phone to send a message to her people.

Following the plan, a waiter, carrying a glass of wine, “accidentally” bumped into Sang Qiao’s body. However, Si Chenli’s reaction was quicker, shielding Sang Qiao.

The wine spilled onto Si Chenli’s back, soaking it.

The waiter immediately knelt down. “Sorry, sorry, it wasn’t on purpose.”

“It’s nothing.” Si Chenli released the young lady he was holding and spoke in an indifferent tone.

To avoid suspicion, the waiter could only take the other glasses and walk away. His failure was, naturally, also seen by Liang Mengyun.

She had to think of another approach.

Fortunately, it wasn’t long before Si Chenli suddenly followed another waiter upstairs.

Sang Qiao sat alone. Liang Mengyun gritted her teeth, spiked one of the wine glasses on her left with some powder, and then stood up to approach.

She offered the glass from her left hand. “Sang Qiao, what a coincidence. Would you like a drink?”

“No, thanks.” Sang Qiao didn’t reach out to take it. She wasn’t interested in alcohol and was unclear about her tolerance.

“Can’t we even share a drink now?” Liang Mengyun didn’t give up, insistently holding the glass before her, showing a bitter expression.

Sang Qiao glanced up at her, bluntly stating, “We never drank together before.”

Liang Mengyun’s face stiffened for a moment, not expecting Sang Qiao to be so difficult to persuade.

But her plan for the night absolutely could not fail. “You refused to help me with Sang Shen’s matter, I can understand, but now you won’t even share a drink with me?”

Sang Qiao, foolish as she was, could sense that Liang Mengyun was off tonight, seeming persistent in getting her to drink.

The more she insisted, the more likely there was a trick. Sang Qiao took the glass from her hand nonchalantly and asked, “Are you trying to drown your sorrows in liquor?”

“Yes, since I can’t have Sang Shen, can’t I at least have a drink?” Liang Mengyun thought her plan was about to succeed, feeling secretly pleased. To make it convincing, she feigned sadness and took a sip from the glass.

Then looking at Sang Qiao, “You drink too, consider it keeping me company.”

Sang Qiao brought the glass close to her nose without showing any reaction. This smell… something was off.

She had often stayed in the hospital before and was particularly sensitive to the smell of medicinal liquids. This was definitely not just simple red wine. Sang Qiao chuckled lightly. “Since Miss Liang is the one wishing to drown her sorrows, why don’t you drink it all? I’ll hold a beverage, and that can count as keeping you company.”